A Bowl of Elusive

Innocent Song of a Six-Year Old I will make the moon brighter, I will paint the world in green; I will make this earth a beautiful place: Such as was never seen. The air will be free of dust, The walks shall be all clean. I will fill people’s heart with trust: They shall not be so mean. I will make this earth a loveable planet, Where everything will just be right. Peace shall be the ruling passion: No more useless fight. I don't remember when I wrote this one. I had it filed along with other poems I wrote. Hope you like it. Its short & sweet.

I wrote this poem back in 2004-05, when I was in high school. I had written it for a girl named Asha. (“Asha” means “HOPE” in Hindi.) I never told this to anyone as I was seeing someone else at that time and I didn't want anyone to know I had a crush on Asha. ;-) “She is sweet like candy And pretty like Eve. Hi, she says And gives you a smile. Dark beautiful long hair; Black eyes which look like Oceans overflowing. Her lips like molten chocolate Shiver, when she speaks. Her cheeks so filled with blood Inflict life unto you. Her skin glows like burning gold; Her eyes like balls of desire. Yet its not exactly Her beauty that kills, But the love that You feel when she is around. Its hope inflicted on a dying man. HOPE_ that’s her name. That’s the name of the Pretty damsel. Its true_ you feel loved, But you can never really know If she loves you or not. Now that’s what t’is like With angels. As they are Rarely se...